Xiaofeng did Liu Xiahui a rare time, hugged Zheng Xiyuan's soft body and lay on the bed, listening to her intermittently and choked and telling the past of her family.

Another story of a vulgar original wife and mistress.

From her story, Xiaofeng learned that Zheng Mingguo started from scratch. In Zheng Xiyuan's impression, when she was a child, she was very poor and lived in a slum in Incheon. Her parents didn't have much education and didn't have a formal job. She worked outside every day to earn money to support her family. At that time, South Korea was in a period of rapid development. She could earn a lot of money by doing odd jobs, but it was only enough for the family's expenses and couldn't hold on to the money at all. Zheng Mingguo was a lively person. During his work, he liked to run around the country and always liked to tinker with it.

Some small business. When others get on the train, they carry their luggage and have a month's living expenses in their pockets. They are different. When they get on the train, they have to bring two bags of local specialties or small things. They never take a penny on them. When they get off the train, others are busy looking at the new things. He is busy setting up stalls at the train station. He has a good vision. Every time he brings goods, he can sell them out in less than a day. The money earned in one day is enough for his living expenses for a month. After a long time, people who work with him admire him very much.

Once, more than a dozen workers were drinking together, and someone asked, "Mingguo, you are smart and have a good vision, why don't you start a company and do business by yourself?"

He was asked at once.

To be honest, he had never thought about this problem before. As for why he hadn't thought about it, he later attributed to the lack of start-up capital and the problem of food and clothing was not solved, so where did he get the money to start a company and do business? In fact, he knew in his heart that it was not just because of this. Another reason was that he was afraid that starting a company was not like him, and he would pay off some small business, and he would pay off his whole family without any damage. If he lost money, he would pay off his whole family. Even if he couldn't starve to death, just paying off his debts would be enough for his whole family to spend his whole life.

They are all poor people, and the workers are talking all the same. Zheng Mingguo told him jokingly. No one laughed at him, but instead did something that Zheng Mingguo would be grateful for for the rest of his life.

"Mingguo, this is the money we all have raised, you can take it to do what you want to do."

Zheng Mingguo was stunned at that time, that was 3 million won. In that era, 3 million won was not as worthless as it is now.

"You are not afraid that I am worthy"

"If you pay, you will be compensated. Zheng Mingguo is still young, so we don't believe you will not be able to pay back the money in your life."

"Okay, even if you invest, everyone will make money together."

The coworkers all laughed at the time and didn't take it seriously. Zheng Mingguo didn't make a contract seriously. In his words, "What kind of contract is written? Our brothers don't need these. I will never break my promise if I become rich in the future."

He used the 3 million he had collected from his colleagues to open a small trading company and did everything. In addition, he was good at making trouble, with a correct vision and courage, so he actually made a comeback.

The company is getting bigger and bigger. Someone asked him, "What do you think is the secret to your success?"

He would definitely say it was because of his courage.

How brave he was, as long as he saw the same product and dared to bet on all his belongings. However, God also favored him. Every time he bet, his assets doubled, so the money in his bank passbook increased in a geometric multiple.

Of course, he became rich and did not forget the workers who helped him. Each of them gave him one percent of the company's shares. Don't underestimate this one percent of the shares. The dividends distributed in a year are enough for them to spend in their entire lives.

Brotherhood has not changed, but the relationship for Zhuang has changed. Men are like this. Whenever they succeed and have broadened their horizons, they will inevitably have some thoughts. They will feel that Zhuang has become old and ugly, and they cannot communicate without a common language. So they hook up with his private secretary.

His wife asked him, "Why?"

Every time Zheng Mingguo answered, he was confident, "She can help me at work and has a common language."

In fact, it's all bullshit. He looks at the secretary's youth and beauty, and his secretary looks at his remarkable value.

In this way, Zheng Xiyuan's family fell into endless quarrels.

My mother was in poor health when she was young, and even worse when she was older. Every time she quarreled, she had one more problem with her body. Later, she could not cure her treatment and died suddenly when Zheng Xiyuan was 16 years old.

My wife died, my daughter was alienated from him, and she was not far from her enemies. Zheng Mingguo repented. If he had not filed for divorce, his wife would not have died. In fact, he had been in contact with all kinds of women and went to bed. Didn’t his wife say nothing? Why was she obsessed with and insisted on divorce?

Later, he did not marry the secretary who angered his wife. This made Zheng Xiyuan's resent a lot, although her father still messed up with all kinds of women.

Zheng Xiyuan was only 16 years old at the time, and she was easily stuck in a stubborn age. Her mother's death was attributed to her father's ruthlessness and promiscuity. In order to retaliate against her father, she stopped studying since she was 16 years old. She spent most of her time not home at night. She dating various men, smoking, drinking, gambling...

Zheng Mingguo knew that his daughter was cruel to him and was using these to revenge him, but he felt guilty and had to let him go. After a long time, Zheng Xiyuan had become accustomed to living this kind of life. She didn't go out for a day and felt uncomfortable all over.

"You can still smoke? You still drink? You still gamble?" Xiaofeng stared at his eyes and almost exclaimed.

He doesn't object to women smoking, but drinking and gambling is not a good habit.

"I... I won't smoke, gambling, or drink anymore, don't be angry," Zheng Xiyuan looked up at Xiaofeng with guilt.

"Why don't I have any confidence in listening to you saying this?"

"Really, you have to believe me. I will never go out and hang out again. I will stay at home every day waiting for you to come back. Those bad habits must be. Don't be angry." Zheng Xiyuan spoke very quickly, and she could tell that she was so nervous.

hehe.

Xiaofeng smiled gently, "I don't object to smoking, but it's better not to drink alcohol, it hurts your body. As for gambling... it's not harmful to play occasionally, as long as you don't sink into it."

"You are so nice," Zheng Xiyuan said emotionally. She might not be able to make her quit these hobbies that have been around for many years at once.

So Xiaofeng gave her a buffer period, and he believed that Zheng Xiyuan could do it.

"That's good? Your requirements are too low!"

"It's good for me. My requirements are not high. As long as you love me too, it's enough." Zheng Xiyuan arched her head into Xiaofeng's arms and found the most comfortable position to lean on.

"You are so stupid." Xiaofeng stroked her hair, picked up a few strands and placed them on the tip of his nose and sniffed them.

Zheng Xiyuan sighed quietly, "Isn't it good to be stupid? There is no old saying in China that women are virtuous if they have no talent. It is better for women to be stupid. It is easy to be satisfied. People who are easily satisfied will be happy."
Chapter completed!